Wednesday, February 28, 2007

One Word - so litle time - sixty second writing exercise [ambit]

It wasn't until they'd bloodied his nose and taken his earnings that he realized that he'd wandered into the ambit of a rival gang of newsies. He was going to have to watch how far downtown he wandered in the future. That or he was going to have to find a way to get into the other boys' good graces.

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